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Uol. XTTT. February, 1902. no. 6.
JAIL to thy returning festival, old Bishop
Valentine! Great is thy name in the rubric,
Thou venerable arch flamen of Hymen.
Like unto thee, assuredly, there is no other
Mitred father in the calendar.
—Charles Lamb
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POLLO has peeped through the shutter,
And awaken'd the witty and fair;
The boarding-school belle's in a flutter;
The two-penny post's in despair;
The breath of the morning is flinging
A magic on blossom and spray,
And cockneys and sparrows are singing
In chorus on Valentine's day.
—Peabd.
Song for l_th of February.
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MANKATONIAN
'sjc off op
*J^ J* .JU
ilp *p Jjfc
*Jl* ^I_* nil*
«#!* #t*» _w»
4*
Uol. XTTT. February, 1902. no. 6.
JAIL to thy returning festival, old Bishop
Valentine! Great is thy name in the rubric,
Thou venerable arch flamen of Hymen.
Like unto thee, assuredly, there is no other
Mitred father in the calendar.
—Charles Lamb
. * » *
J\
POLLO has peeped through the shutter,
And awaken'd the witty and fair;
The boarding-school belle's in a flutter;
The two-penny post's in despair;
The breath of the morning is flinging
A magic on blossom and spray,
And cockneys and sparrows are singing
In chorus on Valentine's day.
—Peabd.
Song for l_th of February.
0|£
'jje ^ V 4*
«v_